end of april #poem #againstdeathpenalty

he granted no second chance
for the condemned men
i guess the sire's just unable to find
or perhaps he's completely blind
(what a pity the sire failed to see)

how the almighty
blesses him with abundant mercy
made him the great man he's meant to be

but who are we to disagree
with the sire of destiny

#againstdeathpenalty
#saynotocapital punishment

coffee tought

he likes it sour
she likes it bitter
when the two meet at the coffee table
they wont let it mingle

(he chooses arabian gals
she prefers robust guys)

so they let the stirrer
freeze in their fingers
stand stiff as fuzzy rifles
in the hands of raging soldiers

and as things go sideways
they choose the happy ways
just like railways...
side by side perfectly abreast
never depart yet forever apart

surrender never

with this black ink
i wash my pain
bold and plain

and the beauty sinks
into this crater of cancerous grains
cold as marble saints

though i stand under the faded moon
with palms open to the dripping wounds
i surrender never to the gloom